I seem to be an evil god

"It's none of your business what I do, you liar."

The mayor's daughter said expressionlessly, while holding the grimoire in her arms, she carefully retreated towards the back of the passage.

Brando was silent for a while, and finally spoke in a difficult voice.

"Acquiring knowledge requires sacrificing items. In order to obtain the knowledge that can destroy the grimoire, what did you sacrifice?"

The mayor's daughter sneered, "What nonsense are you talking about? This knowledge has been passed down like a seal, so why do we need extra sacrifices?"

"Your Excellency Gaia, don't listen to her, he is at the end of his rope."

As the mayor's daughter spoke, she retreated toward the exit passage of the dark room.

Brando was silent again. He thought of the injured mayor, a kind-hearted middle-aged man who was about to enter the elite stage.

"I actually didn't discover this ruins."

Brando suddenly spoke, with a dead-end indifference in his voice.

"It was my brother who discovered the ruins, he is..."

Before Brando had finished speaking, the mayor's daughter at the door had already controlled the metal chain with a look of panic on her face, blocking what Brando wanted to say.

"Stop talking nonsense!"

The mayor's daughter yelled, and he turned to look at Liu Dao and the others, with hope still in his eyes.

"Guys, actually at this point, we might as well go back to the town first! After we get back, we will discuss it with everyone and then decide what to do in the end."

The mayor's daughter's tone was full of confidence, "When we return to the town, everything will be solved."

Before Liu Dao spoke, a new voice came from the dark hall again.

"Actually, it doesn't have to be so troublesome. Now I don't want to hide it anymore."

A young man with short flaxen hair appeared. He walked easily to the mayor's daughter and gently took the books from her hand.

"I made a few people laugh. In fact, everything that happened was because of my fault."

The short-haired young man smiled bitterly, "Because an accident caused such serious consequences, I have no choice but to escape anymore."

Liu Dao looked at him indifferently, and the short-haired young man was still mumbling the introduction.

"When I first discovered this ruins, I only regarded it as a gift from God. However, the knowledge passed down with the seal and the magic book in my hand have the consequences of leading people to the abyss."

"Portland, what do you want to do?!"

The mayor's daughter screamed, the concern in her eyes unmistakable.

"It's me who caused the wave of undead. Although you keep telling me it was an accident, I can't avoid it."

The short-haired young man held the magic book in a daze.

"Let me put an end to all this. For the sake of sealing it, and for burying this damn magic book underground so that it will never be seen again."

The short-haired young man looked at Liu Dao and his group.

"This incident started because of me, and it should end because of me. Please exit the ruins. Soon, there will be only ruins left here."

"don't want!"

The mayor's daughter yelled and ran into the arms of the short-haired young man, with both concern and fear in her eyes.

"hope you can forgive me."

The short-haired young man looked at the mayor's daughter tenderly, but in the end he turned his head decisively and slapped her behind with his palm. The mayor's daughter fainted with a cry.

"Please take her away and make her forget about me after leaving here."

After the short-haired young man finished speaking, he handed the unconscious mayor's daughter to Snowden. However, in front of him, Snowden made no move to take over.

"A few others..."

The short-haired young man was about to speak, but Liu Dao interrupted him directly.

"Actually, you don't have to worry about past mistakes. Let's close the seal together. Enough people have died. There is no need to add more victims."

The short-haired young man was slightly startled, and he opened his mouth to persuade Liu Dao, but he couldn't think of a reason at the moment, and his face couldn't help but look a little anxious.

"Okay, anyway, let's close the seal and discuss the rest. Although you are at fault, there is no need to leave your life here."

As Liu Dao spoke, he motioned to Snowden to rescue Brando.

"Although your brother made a mistake, it is not worthy of death. He is just afraid of being implicated by you."

"Yeah yeah."

The short-haired young man smiled awkwardly, and suddenly his eyes lit up, as if he had thought of something.

"Since you are willing to forgive me, let's repair the seal."

After saying that, the short-haired young man quickly walked towards the darkness on the left side of the hall.

"I know there is a secret passage here that can quickly approach the sealing location."

Liu Dao opened his eyes and took a look into the tunnel, then spread his hands helplessly.

"Well, it seems I can't continue acting."

In Liu Dao's vision, a large number of undead have gathered at the other end of the secret passage. If he really listened to the short-haired young man and went in, although he could run out, it would be difficult for Snowden and a group of soldiers to escape.

"Little guy, he's not very young, but he's quite cruel."

Liu Dao said with a smile. The short-haired young man stiffened and turned around to ask, "What are you talking about? Aren't you going to add a seal?"

"Actually, your performance is pretty good, but there is a slight problem with the ruins."

"Haha, what are you talking about? What can be wrong with the ruins?"

Liu Dao smiled and said, "You said you discovered this ruins accidentally. In other words, you dug the cave outside yourself?"

The short-haired young man nodded.

"That's right, what? Do you have any opinions on my career?"

Liu Dao sneered, "I don't know if you are too confident in your own skills, but I still want to tell you that there are still a lot of words from the ruins on those destroyed walls. Don't say that they were written by you. If so, please write the innermost words."

The short-haired young man was stunned for a moment, but still said stubbornly: "Actually, I didn't make it clear just now. In fact, I only dug a small section on the mountain wall, and then dug into the tunnel in the ruins. As for the damaged words, they were just It was an accident during lighting.”

Liu Dao sneered, "Well, even if what you said is correct, I really want you to demonstrate how to make an accident burn the entire cave to black. But you can explain these, let's change the topic.

You said this is a ruins, so when you came in, the candlesticks were damaged both times? "

The short-haired young man thought for a while, "I don't know if it's true or not. Maybe part of it was damaged when I broke through the mountain wall."

"Okay, let's just pretend that you broke a part. Then let me ask you, do you use a candlestick every time you go to and from this cave?"

The short-haired young man thought for a moment and said for sure: "Use it."

"Okay, then please explain to me why the wax oil dripping from the candle is all neatly distributed outside the candle holder, but there is no drop in the damaged gaps? Don't tell me that you use complete candle holders. I just observed that all the candlesticks are actually damaged.”

The short-haired young man kept silent while Snowden rescued Brando from the wall.

Brando took a hard breath, and then answered Liu Dao's question with a wry smile:

"Because we broke them with our own hands."